Isaac Stern, Across the Hall, In Apt. 19F
In 1963, the
building where I lived with my family went co-op. We were renting an apartment
on the seventh floor, and my wife, Phyllis, wanted us to buy another, larger
apartment on the 19th. As a child of the Depression, the expenditure of any sum
greater than $1.50 has always plunged me into a Read More
